My 2009 WSOP trip got off to such a slow start that I was starting to wonder.
I arrived here in Vegas late Wednesday night, in time to catch a few hours of sleep before a 1k Thursday event at Caesars. Then when I showed up for the tournament the next day, something felt off. The turnout wasn’t what I envisioned, the field was way tougher than a “Vegas in June” field ought to be, and I had to force myself to concentrate. It was the start of my big trip and I felt tired and uninspired as I sat there watching the cards fly by. I’m not sure which was more disappointing: busting out quickly or the realization that I couldn’t muster up much excitement about being out here in the desert right now.
Friday and Saturday came and went without much poker. I thought a little respite might have a rejuvenating effect, but even after a couple of days away from the grind, the looming Series felt more like a daunting task than something to look forward to. I had some fun going out at night with Mincash and The Mayor™, but I still didn’t feel right. It didn’t help that I was working through some legitimate homesickness. I was mildly depressed, and wasn’t sure if I’d be able to get things cranking for the 1k “stimulus special” event, which I played today (Day 1B).
I’m happy to say that my doubts were resolved as soon as I got to the Rio this morning. Although this is my fifth WSOP, when I walked into the Rio’s convention center area today and found it packed to the gills and literally buzzing with donk chatter– I still got charged up. It’s our Mecca, period. As I walked to my table, found my seat and looked around, my mood brightened and I instantly remembered how much I love this stuff.
The tourney didn’t disappoint in most aspects: it was sold out (6,012 runners!) and the quality of play was comedic. So much so that it has earned my ultimate stamp of weak field approval: MUPPET SHOW status!
Here is a sneak peek at what I witnessed when I played cards today:[youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uh_aG5MzPVM]
Unfortunately, when you’re cast in a Muppet Show you will occasionally suffer the indignity of a Muppet beatdown. And that’s what happened to me in Level 5, when I opened a pot under the gun with QQ and called a Muppet’s massive inexplicable reraise all in. I wasn’t expecting pocket eights, but that’s what the Muppet turned over. Obviously I had no chance. Maybe next time. Next: Venetian 500 tomorrow, WSOP 1.5k Tuesday.
I’m closing with this great picture of my two favorite ladies. I miss you guys so much right now.
Good luck Zeit!!
Sounds like NLH is becoming a bit of a grind…happened to me and I picked up the other games to mix it up…just a thought. Not sure if you dabble in triple draw, or stud 8, etc. Be well sir…
It’s funny — we call bad scuba divers Muppets, and I often play the Muppet Show theme song on the dive boat’s stereo right before we go in for a dive.
Good luck in the WSOP. Go Kermit on those chumps! (maybe saying go Miss Piggy on them is more appropriate, since she’s more of an ass kicker, but I didn’t think it projects the right image for you)
Whereas the intro to the Muppets is very awesome, I was hoping that we might get a vid you took on your phone of the donks buzzing around the Rio’s convention center area.
Maybe in the next blog…? 😀
Depressed? not you? Where is that smile? Remember Keep Smiling ! Thatg wise old man knew what he was talking about. Have a great time . You are a big winner already. AA
It’s The Muppet Show, with your very special guest star, David Zoot-lin!
We are ready for some big news from Vegas. Keep chopping SNG,s until you S T R I K E